The Japanese army killed 21 people and wounded 13 people, and finally annihilated more than 100 Chinese remnants.

The Japanese left.

Han Feng looked at the corpses of the remnants of the national army all over the ground, and silently bowed his head to express his silence.

Although the performance of this remnant army in the end was very poor, after all, they fought to the end and tried their best.

If the remnants of the national army in Nanjing City were fighting bravely like this, the current little devils would definitely not be able to live in peace.

The regiment commander, the battalion commander, and the company commander all ran away, what a fucking bastard.

The army of the Republic of China is like this, compulsory recruitment.

Listening to the accent and looking at the military uniform, it should be a descendant of the national government, or a teaching corps, or a German mechanic, but I didn't expect the officers to be so cowardly.

If the remnants of the soldiers had been tightly organized, had resolute command, and had the will to fight to the death, this would certainly not have been the case.

Han Feng decided that in the future action, first, Xiaoyu more people will understand the truth of the enemy's massacre, rise up to resist, or hide as much as possible, and second, find the remnants of the national army, organize these people, motivate them, and attack the Japanese army.

After a moment of silence, Han Feng left, following the Japanese army.

He wants to avenge these people.

Just now, there were a large number of devils, and he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't do it, and he really didn't feel good when he saw those soldiers and civilians being mutilated and killed by devils.

The devil shone a flashlight, walked in a row, walked for a while, and all stopped, looking for firewood, and lit a fire to burn the corpse he had brought.

The corpses of the devils who died in the war were burned separately without gasoline, and the Japanese army used the door panels and furniture of nearby Chinese residents.

A disgusting smell suddenly filled the air.

More than a hundred Japanese soldiers lined up to bow to the burned corpses.

The commander of the Japanese army, Captain Shunji Yokota, burst into tears, took off his white gloves, led the people to pay tribute to the corpse, and also spoke some very subtle and beautiful and sad sentences.

The Japanese officers and soldiers discussed one after another, giving him a thumbs up and praising him: "The captain is worthy of being a top student of the military academy." ”

"Yokota-kun is a famous talent in our team!"

"I've always been strong, but this time, I still cried, those sacrifice words are really outstanding, and they remind me of the cherry blossoms flying and falling in the sky!"

Hanfeng mingled with the Japanese troops.

The Japanese army was not idle, dragging the corpses, preparing firewood and grass, all kinds of busyness, and the devils took off their military hats, wrapped their heads in white cloth, prayed for spirits, and so on.

Han Feng has not acted, and has been watching the busy and talking of the devils.

In order to better simulate devils in the future, he must observe the movements, demeanor and language of devils more on the spot.

The devils are more united, and when the corpses are burned, many people are crying and praying.

The fire was vigorous and bright, illuminating a distance of at least a hundred meters.

Han Feng pays attention to the devil's officer, Shunji Yokota.

Half an hour later, the little devil was tired of tossing, and the fire was gradually extinguished, and the devil left some personnel to guard, ready to wait for the ashes to be cold, and grab some urns containing ashes.

Most of the devils went to sleep in nearby places.

They all slept outside, but the devils robbed a lot of Chinese people's belongings, quilts, mattresses, etc., and they were well covered, and the little devils talked excitedly about the battle and fell asleep one after another.

Han Feng didn't rest, otherwise, if he was detected by the neighboring devils, it would be broken.

This unit is a squadron formation, and the devil soldiers should be able to know each other.

One squadron can completely wipe out a company of the remnants of the Chinese army, and the combat effectiveness of the little devil is not said.

The foul smell continued to waft, and the flames of burning the corpses were already dim and cold, and from the dark night sky, from the cold wind beside it, kept gathering, and the sky was starry, and there was something dreamy.

Han Feng assisted the devils here to burn the corpses, mainly to go out to collect firewood and grass, and try not to meet the devils.

After a while, the devil was quiet, and Han Feng was ready to act.

The devils here have released a lot of sentinels, and from the cold weather, the devils have learned a lesson and think that there are still many Chinese defeated troops in the city, and they need to be cautious.

The devil's cordon was pushed far away.

On this side of the fire, there are not a few devils on duty, there are no special sentinels, the devils are tight on the outside and loose on the inside, that is, more than a dozen devils who guard the fire and ashes, they also sighed tiredly, lying on the ruins and dozing off.

Han Feng also pretended to be like this, but his eyes kept staring at the key person of the devil, especially the commander.

I don't know the name of the devil officer, but Han Feng knows that the devil is a captain, and as a military enthusiast, he is very clear about the devil's rank system and clothing identification.

Now at the level of the king of soldiers, I am more familiar with these military knowledge.

We must kill this devil officer.

After another twenty minutes, the devil snored, and almost no one paid attention to it.

The fire in the middle was mostly extinguished, some were only smoking, and darkness came.

Darkness was what Han Feng was waiting for, and he immediately took action, took out the spear on his waist, and touched it towards the surrounding devils.

Roll, get to the front, cover your mouth, cut your throat!

After cutting the throat, hold down the enemy and let them die slowly.

The devil next to the ashes of the fire was killed by him.

He reached for the devil officer again.

Shunji Yokota slept very soundly, the futon was very thick, he slept very comfortably, he fought nervously during the day, and he commanded the battle just now, so he was too tired.

"The Shina army has been completely wiped out! We can have a good rest! ”

As soon as Han Feng touched here, he heard the devil officer talking to himself.

Han Feng hurriedly lay down and held his breath.

Fortunately, it's the dream of a devil officer.

After Han Feng confirmed, he rolled over, touched the devil, cut his throat, pressed the devil's face with the quilt, and suppressed the devil's body with his body, so that the devil died quickly and silently.

Han Feng used the same method to kill more than 30 devils in one go.

Tired!

Han Feng decided to change his approach.

He collected the grenades on the little devil and found a dozen.

Generally, there are two to four devils on them, but now it may be after the war of attrition, there are not many left, and some devils are empty.

He also found a machine gun.

Load both machine guns with bullets, set them up separately, and face the devils in both areas.

There are more than a hundred devils here, and there are more than twenty-five people in the outside guard force sent out, and there are two standard classes.

More than 30 people have been killed by Han Feng, and now, it is estimated that there will be more than 60 people at the scene, right?

After disposing of all the grenades, they bumped into each other and threw them towards the place where the devils gathered.

The devil rests on the ruins of a courtyard on a slightly higher point, near the main street, not far from the intersection, and there are two buildings over ten stories nearby, which are the key points for the devil to control the neighborhood.

The devil's shoe monitoring point is just at the corner of the street and on the floor, right?

The devils on the scene gathered in a circular formation, which was relatively dense, and some probably felt that it was warmer to be crowded, right?

The grenades exploded one after another, blowing up the devil to the ground.

"Help!"

"Quick, enemy attack, enemy attack."

The devils who were not killed or injured by the explosion shouted in panic.

Han Feng threw the grenade almost as much, and in the area where there had not been assassinated, there were fifty or sixty devils, and they were almost blown up.